Banlieue - Vale pain

Tutto il quartiere ci crede

I miei sbagli pagati a mie spese

Ricordo sì in zona c’eran le sirene

Mio frate col rello senza le carene

Pensa al tatoo che volevi tu

A quando eri in sbatti, chiedi di più

Noi due contro tutti, mi bastavi tu

Quando parlar di soldi non era un taboo

Vedevi la giacca gucciata

La tua faccia sul vetro sbiancata

Parlavamo di farcela, sì fra

Senza finire come quelli là

Andavamo in centro, collane Versace

Pagavi col cento, lo so che ti piace

Facevi quei soldi con robe rubate

Vestivi di marca sopra quelle panche

Sogniamo bracciali d’oro

Cinte, orologi, gioielli, z sui capelli

Stavamo in piazza a pensare al futuro

Senza nemmeno dare ascolto a quelli

E adesso ci penso, non ci sei più

Qualche sbaglio di troppo, sì è un déjà vu

Finito come tanti, sì lo sai tu

Questi raga di zona non ridono più e

Pensano ai soldi sì tutto il giorno

Voglion riempirsi il portafoglio

Se ne fregano di chi c'è intorno

Vogliono ciò che la vita ha tolto

Tengono i soldi e alla famiglia

Bevono maka dalla bottiglia

Nella tua gang nessuno ci assomiglia

Perché i raga in giro come nelle Banlieue, ooh

Fumano juen come se fosse uno sport

Perché sono come nelle Banlieue, ooh

Fanno quei soldi e non pensano al futuro

Perché sono delle Banlieue, oh ooh

Fumano juen come se fosse uno sport

Perché sono come nelle Banlieue, ooh

Fanno quei soldi e non pensano al futuro

Ricordi che contavo i cash in casa

Quando faceva freddo e tu stavi in strada

Questi raga che stanno sì sempre in plaza

Nella vita che sognan rapine e basta

Vogliono gioielli, solo quelli belli

Poi si fan gli sbatti sì per quei borselli

Non ammettono colpe davanti alla corte

Nemmeno se la vita ha chiuso le porte

Cosa ne vuoi sa-pere

Degli sbatti fatti dai raga in quartiere

Con tutti i fratelli che scontan le pene

Perché no non stavan con gente per bene

I fra stanno in fissa per solo due cose

Le tipe nuove e quei cazzo di love

Sognano tutti sì le scarpe nuove

Poi rubano soldi e si comprano droghe

Sto con Michi che ha i soldi in testa

Parli di soldi, la lingua è la stessa

Mai chiuso in casa, non va più bene

Raga di zona che scontano pene

Pensano ai soldi sì tutto il giorno

Voglion riempirsi il portafoglio

Se ne fregano di chi c'è intorno

Vogliono ciò che la vita ha tolto

Tengono i soldi e alla famiglia

Bevono maka dalla bottiglia

Nella tua gang nessuno ci assomiglia

Perché i raga in giro come nelle Banlieue, ooh

Fumano juen come se fosse uno sport

Perché sono come nelle Banlieue, ooh

Fanno quei soldi e non pensano al futuro

Perché sono delle Banlieue, oh ooh

Fumano juen come se fosse uno sport

Perché sono come nelle Banlieue, ooh

Fanno quei soldi e non pensano al futuro

The whole neighborhood believes in it

My mistakes paid at my expense

Yes, I remember there were sirens in the area

My friar with the rello without the hulls

Think about the tattoo you wanted

When you were in trouble, ask for more

The two of us against everyone, you were enough for me

When talking about money wasn't taboo

You saw the wrinkled jacket

Your face on the bleached glass

We talked about making it, yes between

Without ending up like those there

We went downtown, Versace necklaces

You paid with a hundred, I know you like it

You were making that money on stolen stuff

You wore brand names on those benches

We dream of gold bracelets

Belts, watches, jewels, z on the hair

We were in the square thinking about the future

Without even listening to those

And now I think about it, you're gone

A few mistakes too many, yes it is a déjà vu

Finished like many, yes you know

These area raga no longer laugh and

They think about money yes all day

They want to fill their wallet

They don't care who is around

They want what life has taken away

They keep the money and the family

They drink maka from the bottle

No one in your gang looks like us

Because the ragas running around like in the Banlieue, ooh

They smoke juen like it's a sport

Because I'm like in the Banlieue, ooh

They make that money and don't think about the future

Because I'm Banlieue, oh ooh

They smoke juen like it's a sport

Because I'm like in the Banlieue, ooh

They make that money and don't think about the future

You remember I was counting the cash at home

When it was cold and you were on the street

These boys who are always in the plaza

In the life they dream of robberies and that's it

They want jewelry, only the beautiful ones

Then they make the bangs yes for those bags

They admit no faults before the court

Not even if life has closed the doors

What do you want to know

Of the banging made by the boys in the neighborhood

With all the brothers who suffer their penalties

Why not, they weren't with decent people

The between are obsessed with only two things

The new girls and those fucking love

Yes, everyone dreams of new shoes

Then they steal money and buy drugs

I'm with Michi who has money on his head

Talk about money, the language is the same

Never closed at home, it is no longer good

Local girls serving sentences

They think about money yes all day

They want to fill their wallet

They don't care who is around

They want what life has taken away

They keep the money and the family

They drink maka from the bottle

No one in your gang looks like us

Because the ragas running around like in the Banlieue, ooh

They smoke juen like it's a sport

Because I'm like in the Banlieue, ooh

They make that money and don't think about the future

Because I'm Banlieue, oh ooh

They smoke juen like it's a sport

Because I'm like in the Banlieue, ooh

They make that money and don't think about the future